Poem Exercises
Here it was gloves and helmets crowding the benches, and dust clouds escaping into the field.

 

 The moon smells like vanilla ice cream.

thanks to http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CO-gOtNBzAM/RqFAV8lPouI/AAAAAAAABiM/4GBbZIMEPqY/s400/Ice+Cream+Cone.jpg

 

Giant

Large

Big

Tall

 

 Love is seeing him and running away.

 

 I'm as depressed as a slug, and think of my slow boring past.

 

 I look at Kira and see a guitar.

thanks to http://www.musicalinstrumentsreview.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/guitar1.JPG

 

This rope was once hay, with horses chewing.

 

 smartboard, desks

 

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